BURIAL HILL
ON COLD WINTER DAY I WALK CEMETERY ON THE HILL A COLD WIND FILLS THE AIR I COULD HEAR THE WHISPERS OF THE GRAVES, ITÂ GAVE ME CHILLÂ THE SUNÂ FILLED THE SKYÂ WITH LITTLE CLOUDS INÂ IT, AS I WALK THE HILL I BEGIN TO READ THE GRAVES A COLD WINDÂ COME UP AND I THOUT I SAW SOME ONE BEHIND ME BUT IT WAS JUST MY SHADOW OR WAS IT, AS I WALK THIS HILL I COULD FEEL THE STILLNESS THAT FILLS THE AIR AND I CAN HEAR THE VOICES FROM THE GRAVE, AS I WALK THIS HILL I THOUT I SAW SOME ONE I LOOKED BEHIND IT WAS JUST MY SHADOW OR WAS IT JUST THEN A COLD WIND CAME UPÂ AND I COULD HEAR THE WHISPERS INÂ MY EARS . AS I WALK DOWN AND OUT OF THE HILL I LOOK BACK AND SAW THE SHADOWS OF THE GRAVES AND THE TREES AND WONDER IF IT WAS ME.
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Hi Greg,
I know just what you mean. I visit my parents gravesite in Dayton, Ohio, several times a year, very early in the morning, just after 7 a.m., and I am the only one there. It is a very strange energy in the air, like you can almost hear their souls speaking to you. Nice writing Greg.
Peace and Love,
xox Larry
Thank you Larry it was great to see today you look great. my mom and dad are not in this cemetery thay are in the National cemetery in bourne mass I didn't go out there much 3-4 times year I stop going bec it was just to hard. thank you for reading peace and love to you and LINDAÂ